Hidden Desire Novels & Stories

It could only come from that abandoned sect, maybe they survived and flourished somewhere hidden from plain sight. Or maybe they were right under our noses. Just like Amaryllis was right under Fallon's nose, a sleeper agent hidden in plain sight. Many students continued to disappear. The most shocking news was the death of Valeria and Tessa, Ife still could sense the dark magic over their deaths. Jacob was going to come for her soon, he had cleared the path to her by eliminating his mate bonded family. Now only magic held his pack together, his mistress and their children taking over the Alpha quarters in the pack house.

She was the type of girl that trust easily, so having to face the betrayal was literary perdition. 'Why couldn't he tell me? Was I that pitiful to the extent that he had to keep his position a secret? I think we are in a relationship. Can't he just tell me? Maybe all he had was pity which I mistook as love. I thought our relationship was based on trust. So why can't he confide in me?' Those were Christabel thoughts. Lone tears cascaded down her face. At that moment she wished she could be free. Just like the stars.

Awaiting the arrival of my husband, Phil, I sat in the living room in my robe and his favorite red and black lace baby doll. Flipping through the channels, I heard a car door shut. Excitement rushed through my body as the desire for him grew with every second it took him to reach the house. After 3 long months of not seeing Phil, I was ready for one wild night. One that he would not forget for a long time. Hearing the lock turn, I began to move more anxiously in my seat. When the door opened, I could not take the wait any longer. Jumping from my seat, I ran to the front door and jumped in Phil's arms just as he dropped his bags. Wrapping his arms around my face, he kissed me with intense pas

"You know what ,I can't wait to expose all of your dirty secrets . I know that there's something that you are hiding away from us and I know that it's something that had to do with my mother ,well do a very good job and kept hiding it till the day you die , because when I find out that thing that you are hiding and it turns out to be something terrible ,you are so going to pay "She whispered quietly into my ears and at that moment I could feel the chills run down my spine . "What's going on here "his voice stopped us .

he says, voice like thunder cracking over a battlefield. And in that moment, I know: The world isn’t on the brink of disaster. We’re already falling. --- Author's Note: Hey friends! Thank you so much for reading Hide and Seek, the first book of The Trios Legacies series. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you.

After all I am all yours for tonight baby. Show me your wild desires, your crazy fantasies, you have kept inside you for so long. Show me how you dreamt about us together. Do you have hidden desires too for me just like I have for you ? I want to know about that shade of yours, baby. Show your Daddy, how much you craved for me since all these days when we were not together.",Samson requested, feeling aroused. Christian bites his inner cheeks, hearing his word, his body trembling in nervousness.

She wasn’t sure how much longer she could keep it at bay. She wished she could talk to someone, but no one would understand. Not truly. Not even Azraiel, though he knew her better than anyone. The part of her that she kept hidden was something she couldn’t explain. It wasn’t just a power—it was a force, a living, breathing entity that had its own desires. And tonight, it wanted out.

That an unopened message can wound more cruelly than a denied kiss. It’s about surrendering in the very place you swore you never would. About how shadows stretch until you step into them. About how desire refuses to remain hidden. No labels. No clear lines. Just two people, one library, and a secret they can’t stop keeping.

Some ugly, over-curious, sensation-hungry streak that had survived all common sense and was now thriving in the dark like mould. I still wanted out. Of course I did. I had not forgotten that. I had not suddenly become one of them, or accepted any of this as fate, or decided that being bound in a hidden den by men who should not exist was some grand erotic adventure I had chosen freely. Escape still lived in me. It had to. But it no longer lived alone. That was the humiliating truth. It had company now. Curiosity. Excitement. The foul little thrill of not knowing what would happen next and wanting, against every sane instinct, to find out.

“All those years pretending not to see what my heart already knew.” The more we wander through the breathtaking villa, the deeper our confessions grow. Each step unwraps another memory, another truth and desire we have hidden for years. We speak of our forbidden crushes that slowly grew into longings, of how long we have carried them in silence. And the more we talk, the harder it becomes to keep our hands from touching and exploring our bodies, and from remembering what we were once denied of.